It was the middle of a warm day. The breeze flowed through his fur, his bright yellow eyes gleamed in the bright sun. He had pure white fur, like snow, with balck patches filled with blue-grey. His name, is BlizzardStorm.
A stick cracked behind him. Blizzardstorm hissed, and whirled around, no one dared to sneak up on this tom. "B-Blizzard...s-storm..." muffled a grey tom with a silver face and paws. "Silverfoot...what happened? Who did this!?" growled Blizzardstorm.
"W-WinterClan..." he muttered, then, anyone could see his ears were stained. With blood. His eyes were wide, his tail, ragged, and parts of his fur had been ripped off.
Blizzardstorm mewed, "I'll come back, I promise." he then sprinted off towards his own camp, in JayClan. You see, Blizzardstorm is Jayclan's deputy.
Blizzardstorm charged through the camp entrance, and immediately barreled into the nearest cat. A large, grey tom with scarred ears. It was Greycloud, one of Winterclan's warriors. Then, Greycloud laughed with sch venom, it could pierce the heart of most any cat. BLizzardstorm was indeed afraid, but he tried not to show it.
"You see Blizzardstorm, injury, is one thing. But, death, is another. And I belive that one little kitty cat is, or, was, my victim. You should have been here to say goodbye to your precious sister." he sneered.
"S-Streamfur..." whispered Blizzardstorm. A heartbeat after, rage seeped out of Blizzardstorm's heart, over taking him. "You SAVAGE!" he snarled, and leaped onto Greycloud's back, his long, curved claws digging into Greycloud's shoulders. "You coward, you'll never protect anyone from me." hissed Greycloud. "I promise you Greycloud, I will never give up on protecting my clan. Leader, elder, or Starclan, no matter where I am, or am doing, I will ALWAYS protect my OWN clan!" he growled, and gave one of his shoulders severe pain, by ripping out his claws.
Greycloud let out a long, pitiful wail. He hissed, and rolled onto his back, knocking the air out of Blizzardstorm. Blizzardstorm gasped for air. Before Blizzardstorm could regain his breathing, Greycloud let out a snicker. "Now, it is time for the pity of a deouty to die." he growled, and raised a paw, claws out.
Blizzardstorm looked up in pure fear, but, Greyclud was pulled back. "Go, Robinpaw!" yowled a cat. Now, all of the other cats had stopped, and began watching Greycloud fighting with Blizzardstorm.
Robinpaw, nearly 12 moons, had leped onto Greycloud's back, and pulled him away from Blizzardstorm. Spitting, Greycloud slashed at Rbinpaw, cutting her cheek.
She let out a yowl, Blizzardstorm, in a flurry of white paws and claws, raced over, and began to claw at Greycloud's neck, a moment or two later, Blizzardstorm bit down as hard as he could on the grey cat's neck.
Greycloud recoiled once, then, it was all over. "Thanks Robinpaw." breathed Blizzardstorm.
Suddenly, Blizzardstorm's words echoed in his own mind. 'I will never give up on protecting my clan, Leader, elder, or Starclan cat, no matter where I am, or am doing, I will alwas protect my own clan!' He then realized, that he had made himself, and his clan, a bee brained, and a loyal promise. And he knew that he'd keep, and fullfill his Oath.
